attitude problems

  • <p> <b>Yurio:</b> …There’s an aura of failure around you- A thick possibility of failure.<p/><b>Mila:</b> [snorts] Sounds like a weather forecast.<p/><b>Otabek:</b> Yuri, we need to have another talk about your people skills.<p/><b>Yurio:</b> Hey, I’m just stating the obvious. If this is Victor Nikiforov, and he fails, we’re all in trouble.<p/><b>Otabek:</b> I apologize for my boyfriend.<p/><b>Yurio:</b> Could you not-<p/><b>Otabek:</b> Would you prefer special guy? Or significant other?<p/><b>Yurio:</b> Significant annoyance, in your case.<p/></p>

in light of recent events involving the Josten Sass™ and its similarities to that of another fan-favourite brown-haired anti-authoritarian protag with an attitude problem, I give you:

the foxhole court, narrated by percy jackson.

  1. “I Am Offered A Foxy Deal”
  2. “I Meet The Worst Kind Of Twin Pun”
  3. “I Get Dragged Into Some Gay Shit”
  4. “My Troubled Past Comes Back To Haunt My Ass” 
  5. “I Strip, But Not In A Fun Way”
  6. “Coach Gets The Gang Together”
  7. “I Have The Worst Night Out, Ever”
  8. “I Get Dragged Into Some Gay Shit, Pt. 2″
  9. “I Become Kevin’s Super Secret Project”
  10. “I Go See A Doctor For The First Time”
  11. “We Kick Serious Jackal Butt, Sort Of”
  12. “I Don’t Want To Be On This Show”
  13. “I Want To Be On This Show”
  14. “We Get A Killer Phone Call”
Stood Up

This one’s prompt is quite long, so bare with me! So i’ve just watched the first two episode of Riverdale and i’m in love! And I saw this prompt and I really wanted to write it for Jughead Jones, which is my absolute favourite character. AND I have an announcement, REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN AND I’VE ADDED RIVERDALE TO THE LIST. Please, send in some requests, specifically for the 100 or Riverdale! Thank you!

Prompt: You’ve been stood up by your boyfriend and just when you’re about to leave after being question many times, Jughead comes and sits down. Proclaiming he’s now your date and that he’d just been caught up in traffic jokingly, and the worst date ends up being the best.

Warnings: none. only that i’ve only watched the tv show, so i’m basing this purely off Cole Sprouse’s rendition of Jughead.


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This night had turned out to be the worst. It had originally been a night you’d been waiting and anticipating for for a really long time, even if it had been delayed and winded down countless time’s each time your boyfriend cancelled on you, you were still excited.

You two month anniversary, which was now closer to being three, was what you were celebrating tonight. Your two month boyfriend, Archie Andrews had promised an exciting night where it would be just the two of you and celebrate all that had happened. It was also the perfect time because it was summer, and with Archie always being so busy with his dads work, getting him alone was hard.

But then it’d been delayed. And delayed. And eventually it was after the incident with Jason, when your date was finally set to actually happen. It had turned into a dinner date at Pop’s rather than whatever Archie originally planned, but you didn’t care so much seeing as you loved the place. The milkshakes were to die for.

It felt odd celebrating after the death of someone who’d been around your age, but you told yourself you deserved it after waiting so long. And you’d been so excited, picking an appropriate but beautiful dress, and done your hair up nicely. You were practically pouncing with excitement when you’d left home. 

Now, though, all that had deflated when an hour alter you still sat in Pop’s alone and with no sight of Archie. Those around you questioned you with concerned looks and Pop’s himself had come over asking if you’d like to just order without Archie or if you needed a ride home, but you refused. Trying to convince your crumbling heart that Archie hadn’t stood you up and would walk through the doors any second. 

But he never did. And it hurt. So much. After weeks of being sympathetic and understanding towards him and his constant cancelling and rescheduling, you felt your heart break just a little bit more at the realization that he didn’t care for you the way you thought he had. And maybe you fooled yourself think he’d cared for you these past two (three) months.

So when Pop’s walked over, his smile of pity doing nothing but make you feel worse, you grabbed your purse. “Hello, sweetheart.” He greeted and you smile at him softly.

“Hey, Pop’s.” You greeted, waving at him. “I think i’m gonna head home, I-I…” You had to stop yourself as your voice cracked desperately, you’d amazed yourself even that you hadn’t started crying yet. “I’m sorry for holding up the table for so long.”

Pop’s smiled reassuringly. You’d known the older man for a very long time and you always appreciated his kind attitude. “No problem, Y/N. Take all the time you need.” He said, rubbing your shoulder comfortingly. You grabbed your purse and moved to step out before a sudden figure sped past you and you heard a huff of breath.

Confused, you turned to see Jughead Jones sitting in the seat in front of you. His computer by his side as he smiled awkwardly at you. You blinked, not sure what he wanted. You’d never really talked to him, he always sort of stuck to himself but him and Archie were friends, or had been. And anytime you walked by him he’d given you a polite hello and a warm wave. He’d always seemed nice enough.

But this didn’t explain what he was doing now?

Pop’s wore the same baffled expression as you both looked at him expectantly. “Jughead?” You whispered and soft voice cut out, tilting your head at him waiting for him to explain.

“Sorry i’m late.” Was all he said, adding to your confusion.

“Huh?” You whispered. Hand stuck on your purse.

“The traffic was bad and I hadn’t meant to be late for out date, but I was and for that i’m sorry.” Date? You furrowed your brows, eyes narrowing in absolute confusion, not quite sure what to do.

“Son, I think you’d got this wrong.” Pop’s tried, staring at you for answers which you couldn’t give.

Jughead tore his gaze from you, turning to Pops with a dry look of amusement. “We’ll be good now. She’ll have a strawberry milkshake.” And with a final look towards you, Pop’s walked off and went to complete your order.

“Jughead?” You asked once alone, the boy turned to you. Shaking his head as a much more serious expression became over his face. 

“Archie is an idiot.” He said, shaking his head. “for standing you up like this.”

You stayed silent, letting go of your purse as you tucked a strand of hair behind your ears. Frowning at your lap, “yeah.”

“Listen, I know we’ve never talked and your date stood you up. But I was wondering if you’d like to spend the next hour with me instead?” Jughead offered and you felt your eyes widening in shock. You’d never heard of Jughead, the outcast, inviting anyone to sit with him or hang out with him. It was undeniably sweet and you felt yourself blushing as a strawberry milkshake was placed in front of you.

Nodding thanks, you waited for Pop’s to leave before refocusing on Jughead. “Why?”

“Hm?”

“Why are you doing this?” You asked, not understanding his intentions. No one had done something so sweet for you, not even Archie.

“I’ve seen you, you follow Archie around as he barely pays attention to.” He explained, staring into your eyes with a look that told you he knew something you didn’t. “And despite standing you up, you’ll accept his apology.”

You opened your mouth, ready to defend yourself, before you realized what he said was true. Archie had done this a few times and each time your forgave him. 

“But I know what it’s like to be stood up by him, Y/N. And i know how much it can hurt. So, I thought that instead of brooding about it alone, I would brood about it with you.” 

With a sudden smile, you felt your cheeks warm and you nodded. You’d never pegged Jughead as someone sweet, he wasn’t a bad guy but this side you didn’t know existed. And secretly you were glared, this was better than going home and crying, and he seemed genially sincere.

You let your lips find your milkshake and you took a sweet gulp of it, enjoying the taste before smiling up at Jughead. “Then let’s brood together.”


Remember you can now request Riverdale imagines, so please do so! Hope you enjoyed! 

a-bit-of-an-attitude-problem  asked:

For the tutu on ice theme asks, PHICHIT!!!!

Phichit Chulanont: Describe one of your firsts (first kiss, first date, first love etc)

OKAY AHHHH HELLO so um this is actually how my first kiss went!!!! And really tbh i can’t be more thankful that this is how it went because the guy I kissed really puts emphasis on consent (CONSENT IS IMPORTANT GUYS!!) um and that thin pole/rod thing Yuuri’s holding is actually the rope of a swing. because it happened at a park. at sunset. :”)

but i drew it as a viktuuri (oopsies i didn’t shade Yuuri’s hair) comic because i didn’t really wanna make a comic of myself kissing someone lol OuO

(more YOI-themed ask memes here!)

Pocket Change | 1 | (M)

word count: 7.5k

genre: smut; supernatural AU + demon!yoongi

pairing: reader/yoongi

warning(s): mentions of domestic abuse

special thanks to: @honeyheonie for being a wonderful beta  ♡

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Being publicly in the closet means Stiles can’t go to the Academy Awards with who he really wants, but it’s not like he’s going to win so he doesn’t have to worry about slipping up and thanking Derek in his speech… right?

This one is for my OSA (one sentence anon) who keeps cheering me on and motivating me. I wouldn’t have finished this WIP if it wasn’t for you, so thanks dude, whoever you are!

Earlier in his career, Stiles Stilinski had thought that walking one red carpet meant he had walked them all, but this award season had proved that assumption to be totally false. Walking a red carpet when you’ve been nominated for an award at the show was an entirely new experience. Sure, he had been nominated for People’s Choice Awards and more fan-driven ones before, but this year he had finally broken out of the rom-com and buddy comedy genres and into roles that challenged him. And this year, he was walking the red carpet at the Oscar with the chance to win not just one, but two once he entered the building.

Some had called 2016 his breakout year, others had said they knew that he could do it all along, and others still had questioned his ability to take on some of the more serious roles until they saw the films he was starring in. So here he was, at his third Academy Awards, but this time he was nominated instead of just attending. It had been a nerve-wracking award season that had left Stiles with a Golden Globe, a SAG award, and two Critic’s Choice awards, but none of that would hold a candle to this.

“Stiles, you have to move,” Lydia Martin–his agent and manager–said to him, pushing him toward the final reporter along the carpet. “Smile more.”

Stiles resisted the eyeroll that he could feel building; he didn’t want to be on the cover of some trashy tabloid with his eyes rolled back in his head and a caption commenting on his mental instability or an attitude problem. “Stiles! You look great,” Erica Reyes from Access Hollywood said, her voice sweet as syrup and her lips fire-engine red.  

“So do you, Ms. Reyes. Are you sure I can’t convince you to leave your husband and run away with me?” Stiles said with a charming smile. He had gone to UCLA with Erica’s husband Vernon Boyd and they had been, and still were, good friends. Boyd was currently the star wide receiver for the New Orleans Saints and would kick his ass if he were here in that moment.

“Ah ah ah, you know that I’m loyal,” Erica said with a smile. “But what about you? Who are you here with? Have a hot date that you’re hiding somewhere?”

“Of course I do,” Stiles told her. “My dad’s right over there.”

“Oh! Of course he is; he’s your permanent date during award season.” Erica said and then waved. “Hi, Sheriff.”

John Stilinski waved back with a smile, “Aren’t you going to ask me who I’m wearing?”

“I would, but that’s Laura Hale and I need to catch her before she gets inside. She and that hunky artist brother of hers skipped half the reporters already; I can’t let them skip me,” Erica said, giving Stiles a little smile. “It was lovely talking to you Stiles; good luck!”

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I’ve been seeing a few aliens reacting to weird humans because of our ability to throw things/our propensity for bonding with dangerous creatures but i’m just imagining their reactions to us bonding with our smart devices etc.

“Captain Pžfÿ the human has called the ship computer ‘Sebastian’”
“… why?”
“…I don’t know… I think it may be like that time on Bæågh with the çkœæ”
“But this is a machine!”

or them attempting to replace a piece of equipment and the person refusing because they’re attached to it and the aliens are just going
“The new one doesn’t have any of the bugs/glitches you were complaining about!”
“Trisha just has an attitude problem! She gets the job done fine”

“Sir, the human is refusing to use the pod because “it hates them” they want the red one”
“the red pod is broken! it barely flies! i thought we’d thrown it out weeks ago!”
“…. the human wanted to keep it… they’ve been tinkering with it between shifts”
“do they have any idea what they’re doing?”
“they said they’d owned a bike so they’d ‘figure it out’ and ‘the old girls still got spirit’”
“… whatever let them do what they want”

new au idea, needs a home:

2006: dean winchester serves his country in afghanistan. before he even really understands what being a soldier means, just a load of daddy issues and an attitude problem, he works on a fuel convoy in the triangle of death, and like so many veterans in the middle east he gets an up close and personal view of what it means to be dependent on foreign oil. when he gets home, he uses that smart engineering brain of his to get into tech development for clean energy. sam is all bleeding heart about it, but to dean it’s a continuation of the public service that encouraged him to put on the uniform in the first place. it’s making the world a better place - cleaner and safer for everyone else after him. he can’t even fucking recycle his plastic mountain dew bottles but he is completely dedicated to finding alternative energy solutions.

enter stage left………… hippie!conservationist!cas

runningstyle  asked:

On a scale of one to American, how bad do you feel about supporting deforestation and the removal of indigenous peoples to support soy production?

On a scale from 1 to uninformed carnist with an attitude problem, how bad do you feel about the fact that you’re using this to argue against vegans eating soy when 85% of global soy production goes to feed farmed animals, not humans? Is it an issue for you that your diet requires significantly more soy than mine? How do you feel about the fact that since 1970, 91% of formerly forested land in the amazon is used for livestock production? Or that this ranching represents  the single greatest threat to the survival of indigenous peoples? 

I’ll let you have a think and get back to me. 

the brosten bromance
  • the eagles are super stoked that neil josten signed on with them 
  • but NOBODY is as stoked as Matt Boyd is, because this is his precious flower child and they are finally on the same team after a year of Neil post Fox. 
  • so the entire team is there at the court doing basic drills when this 5′3 human comes barrelling out the door and just charged straight at Matt 
  • and everyone is horrified because 1-neil is super small but super fast but nobody was prepared for exactly how fast he was, and everyone is already cringing cardio day because coach will be riding their asses to keep up with the midget. 
  • 2-at first they imagine that there has been a terrible argument because their real experience of Neil is savage clapbacks on twitter or some impressive fights on court and Neil is probably going to tear out Matt’s throat 
  • instead they matt whooping, basically picking neil up and giving him the bear hug to end all bear hugs. 
  • coach is yelling in the background but neil is explaining in great detail his experience with the nasty kale chips kevin sent him for the plane ride. 
  • matt is sympathetic. 
  • kevin had also sent him the same chips but he had wisely tossed them without sampling any. 
  • eventually because neil is living out of a sketchy motel room Matt basically forces him to pack up his belongings-belongings which have expanded past a single duffle bag, much to Neil’s dismay- and forces him to move in. 
  • like to be honest though matt has such a sketchy apartment. there is no fire alarm and if you turn on the light in the kitchen it turns off the light in the living room and it’s so fucking tiny they have bunk beds. 
  • they basically exist off of take out. why cook when you can dial a phone? 
  • they’re living above some chinese restaurant so they can usually hear the music playing from the kitchen which is why Matt posts a video on his instagram of Neil Josten dancing at 2 am, and the fans go mental. 
  • because his instagram has become the Neil Josten story. 
  • like to be honest his instagram prior to neil moving in consists of horribly blurry photos of weights and random converse pictures-matt has an obsession with converse shoes, Kevin is still mad about it.
  • his personal fav picture is one of Neil sitting in a grocery cart holding up a brand of kale flavoured protein bar with kevin’s face plastered across the box, unimpressed look on Neil’s face. 
  • neil’s twitter is just random out of context matt boyd quotes that are hella random and hard to explain? like nah the coconut flavour is bae, wtf is with limes? and nobody knows if it is ice cream or something weird?
  • eventually one of their teammates documents Matt using Neil as a weight, him across his shoulders and Matt doing squats. they’re count is up to 156 before Neil starts to get bored and starts making eagle noises. 
  • dan and the girls venture to the shared apartment, eyeing the stack of take out dinner boxes and unwashed dishes
  • “you used to have class, Boyd.” Allison informs him as she primly nudges one towering stack of styrofoam boxes from their Indian phase. It’s rivaling the stack of jenga they got going on in the center of the room, both boys sitting on the floor crosslegged, eyeing the rather crooked tower as it’s supported by like 3 tiles for a base now. 
  • “you have heard of wall art, right babe?” dan called from the kitchen where she’s inspecting the alcohol stash but only finding cheap beer.
  • “yo we don’t go into your home and disrespect your class and walls.” matt informed them as neil toppled the tower. 
  • “yeah, that’s because we have class”-allison’s home is a massive penthouse suit where the walls are white and the floors are marble and it’s basically an interior decorator’s orgasm. 
  • dan is simpler than that, but still quite lovely. renee is between places, having returned from backpacking across french countryside. 
  • neil comes home with a few boxes of fairy lights to compromise and sends a few snapchats to andrew of matt wrapped up in the tangled cords of lights. 
  • eventually the press is getting worried (read: excited as fuck) about what this means for neil and andrew, and if it really is neil and matt 
  • neil and matt are usually the ones doing press, because they’re both pretty known and the audience adores neil. 
  • especially when the reporter asks a silly question about what was it like working with an ex drug addict 
  • because holy hell our 5′3 child is savage when he asks the reporter what it is like working with your head so far up your own ass, like he’s a medical wonder. semi-functioning and everything. 
  • allison always retweets captions of him in interviews. 
  • but yeah 
  • so the reporters are anxious “any news regarding playing against Minyard?”
  • They shrug because the line up in still being laid out 
  • and Andrew has been swapped three teams again and again because of an attitude problem? 
  • so Matt just says ‘naw, but like we’re ready for his sorry ass’
  • neil mentions that it’s a lovely ass
  • Matt adds though that his is a far nicer one than Andrew’s. 
  • a few days later on twitter Andrew informs them to leave his ass out of it 
  • but someone takes a picture of andrew and neil on a date a few weekslater 
  • and the internet blows the fuck up BECAUSE IS NEIL CHEATING ON MATT???
  • Matt prints out copies of these reports and is like babe, why? the next time they have interviews 
  • the reports end up taped to the fridge
  • someone eventually asks dan’s opinion 
  • and she’s like yo, i may be matt’s girlfriend but apparently neil is his bro mate.
  • and maybe allison is being catty when she mentions on her way to her team practise (ironically she’s on the Vixens team, an all girls team that is fucking rising) and informs this one reporter that oh yeah, andrew and neil hated each other in school, they used to go at it all the time. she gives the camera man her most andrew like blank stare ever. 
  • it’s goals, man. 
  • and nicky adds of twitter that he has always tried to support them in whatever way possible, whether tying them to each other or locking them in a closet to work out their kinks. 
  • wymack simply says no comment when they begin pestering him. 
  • neil usually just mentions that questions about love triangles are really useless in exy sports panels recapping specific games, like guys, lets keep focus before i get bored and leave.
  • basically the whole OG squad are mindfucking the reporters but renee, but she always smiles serenely when fans ask and says that it’s nice to see Neil so happy with Matt.
  • andrew gives reporters blank looks whenever they try to get near him 
  • the media is so lit its roasting
  • the next time Andrew’s team the Falcon’s play against Matt and Neil it is absolutely ridiculous. 
  • the entire original fox lineup is in the audience and they are stoked (but kevin, because kevin is dreading everything because kevin is such a princess) 
  • Matt charges onto the court with Neil on his shoulders and Neil is waving exy rackets, basically the outcome of having chugged three power drinks. 
  • andrew is narrowing his eyes 
  • and is basically like done 
  • but the two aren’t done 
  • at one point matt just like drops to his knees in the middle of the game and neil leap frogs over him and Kevin is in the audience LOSING HIS SHIT 
  • Like he’s leaning over and screaming orders 
  • but it just never stops 
  • neil starts asking andrew questions about adopting cats in between score attempts 
  • and andrew is snarking back about gymnastics and that he knows very well how to hide a body
  • so basically matt and neil start performing aerials 
  • -leading to one of the most important changes in exy rulebook history where players are forbidden from doing aerials EVER on the court-
  • my boys are so extra I love it 
  • and the fans are going mental and the other eagles are just used to their boys acting up and causing mass destruction wherever they go 
  • the game ends with a tie 
  • with kevin going mental in the audience like this boy savagely texting the three everything LIKE I KNOW YOU ANDREW MINYARD YOU WERE CAPABLE OF SHUTTING DOWN YOUR NET I SAW THE 3RD SCORE NEIL PULLED and BOYD YOU PULL THAT SHIT AGAIN AND DISRESPECT THE SPORT OF EXY EVER I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN 
  • basically matt and neil are extreme bromance goals and they will not stop fight them. 

inspired by http://broship-addict.tumblr.com/post/143323205892/so-the-first-time-neil-and-matt-see-each-other-in